If I didn't make it, then I'd probably make my wrist bleed
Not to mislead, turn my nightmares into big dreams
Don't try and run up on my V
I knock a nigga out his sneaks while I'm shellin' down his V
Double G for the tee
No Alicia, I got keys, don't get your car Swiss cheese
Ain't nobody ever gave me shit
With this big chip, I had to get paid
And it's 10K to go on stage
And you know the treesh gettin' laid
Bitch, I'm a thot, get me lit
Gun on my hip
One in the head
Ten in the clip
Baby, baby, don't trip
Just lower your tone
'Cause you could get hit
I call Ace Makaveli, got treesh in the 'telly
Shawty wan' fuck off a glass of some Henny
Don't call my phone, got the feds on my celly
Flight to Miami, put dick in her belly
Wanna make bread, tell her open up Welly
I never hit a bitch more than once 'cause they be leeches
But her pussy good, it taste like peaches
But she can have it, I don't need it
I'd rather have my money green like kiwi
I wish you were my lover
But you act so undercover
To love you, child, my whole life long
Be it right or be it wrong
I would love you anyway
Even if you cannot stay
I think you are the one for me
Here is where you ought to be
Und die Tage voller Regen enden immer nur einsam
Junge, nur der Mann macht das Geld, nicht das Geld macht den Mann
Aber leider sehen die meisten das anders
I want, I want, I want, but that's crazy
I want, I want, I want, and that's not me
I want, I want, I want, to be loved by you
Yeah, I know your baby mama fond of me
All she want to do is smoke that broccoli
Whispered in my ear she trying to leave with me
I spy with my little eye
A girlie I can get 'cause she don't get too many likes
A curly-headed cutie I can turn into my wife
Wait, that means forever, ever, hold up, never mind
Bottles of the Tech got it laid on ice
We spent four seasons at the Four Seasons twice
You be calling all your homegirls like 'I'm his wife'
Hell nah, you trippin', reevaluate your life
I can't love no bitch, every single ho is trife
I sip dirty Sprite just to get me through the night
That I'd fallen for a lie
You were never on my side
Fool me once, fool me twice
Are you death or paradise?
Now you'll never see me cry
There's just no time to die
The blood you bleed is just the blood you owe
Billie Eilish - No Time To DieSo you're a tough guy
Like it really rough guy
Just can't get enough guy
Chest always so puffed guy
I'm that bad type
Make your mama sad type
Make your girlfriend mad tight
Might seduce your dad type
I'm the bad guy
Duh
Mit Inline Skates und Schnapparmband
Vereinten wir beim Raven ein geteiltes Land
Fliegen wie Peter Pan, schießen wie Lucky Luke
Stark sein wie Hulk und am Ende wird dann alles gut
Ich will euch die Helden meiner Jugend zeigen
Komm, wir stoßen an und Prost auf die guten alten Zeiten
Nichts war so spannend wie die Abenteuer von Käpt'n Balu
Ich wollte reisen wie Feivel, um die Welt wie Willy Fog
So viel erleben wie Dorothy in 'Der Zauberer von Oz'
Böse Geister bekämpfen wie die Ghostbusters
So schnell laufen wie Speedy Gonzales, so schnell laufen wie der Road-Runner
Meistens war ich viel zu lange wach, die ganze Nacht
Erst 'Darkwing Duck' und danach die Wiederholung von 'Alfred Jodocus Kwak'
I know you're sad and tired
You've got nothing left to give
You'll find another life to live
I know that you'll get over it
If she ever call my phone you know I gotta dead her
But I like that girl too much, I wish I never met her
Money got longer, speaker got louder, car got faster
Turned to a savage, pocket got fatter, she call me daddy
Smokin' that gas, gone off that Xanny, she on the powder
Nowadays I am on, my haters got sadder
You love the Hell out of me
And Heaven's where we could be
I've stood on the edge of love
But never took the leap
Two-thirty, baby, won't you meet me by The Bean?
Too early, maybe later you can show me things
You know what it is, whenever I visit
Windy city, she blowin' me kisses
See us in sixty years with a full family tree
Give my blood, sweat, and tears to reach our destiny
'Cause love is a minefield, let's take this war, baby
'Cause at the end of it all, I choose you and you choose me
Ich hab' aufgehört zu rauchen wegen dir
Und dann angefangen zu saufen wegen dir
Aber aufwachen ist traumhaft neben dir
Zwei Verrückte die sich raufen aber brauchen, das sind wir
Girl, I've been thinkin' 'bout this relationship
And I wanna know is this as good as it gets?
'Cause we've been through the worst times and the best times
But it was our time, even if it was part-time
I met so many men and it's like they're all the same
My appetite for loving is now my hunger pain
And when I'm feeling sexy, who's gonna comfort me?
My only problem is their insecurity
If I wasn't a, eight-figure nigga by the name of Jigga
Would you come around me or would you clown me
If I couldn't flow futuristic, would ya
Put your two lips on my wood and kiss it
Where would I be without my baby?
The thought alone might break me
And I don't wanna go crazy
But every thug needs a lady
I'm not always there when you call, but I'm always on time
And I gave you my all, now baby, be mine
California Love is what you crave, so on you grave
It's gonna read: 'Here lie 50, who snitched on many
That half a dollar, that nickel, them dimes, and died like penny'
And Murder Inc. will send they deepest condolences and sympathies
Now you street promotin' the dick game is potent
'Cause in the bed a nigga go hard like Jordan
When it comes to sex, I'm similar to the thriller in Manila
Honeys call me Bigga the condom filler
Whether it's stiff tongue or stiff dick
Biggie squeeze it to make shit fit, now check this shit
I got a hundred guns, a hundred clips
Nigga I'm from New York
I got a semi-automatic that spits
Next time if you talk
Got that thing that I can't deny
Killing me soft with the big brown eyes
Such a violent thing, would you let me know
Knocking me down like a domino
Oh, don't tell your mama what you're doing tonight
Twenty-four hours ago you got that look in your eyes
Don't need your number, 'cause I know you be there
Up in the light and the beat don't lie, we're crystal clear
Ich muss wein'n, wenn ich heut daran denk', dass ich sterben muss, früher weint ich, weil ich's wollt
Apache 207 - MatrixGebe alles, was ich hab' für alles, was ich will
Ich will 'ne ganze Menge, also geb' ich ganz schön viel
Lebe für die Sache und weiß nicht mal, was sie ist
Ist auch scheißegal, solange ich was fühl'
I know you're dying to meet me
But I can just tell you this
Baby, as soon as you meet me
You'll wish that you never did
We are the new Americana
High on legal marijuana
Raised on Biggie and Nirvana
We are the new Americana
I wanna start this out and say
I gotta get it off my chest
Got no anger, got no malice
Just a little bit of regret
But you're not half the man you think that you are
And you can't fill the hole inside of you with money, girls, and cars
I'm so glad I never ever had a baby with you
'Cause you can't love nothing unless there's something in it for you
Feinde wurden zu Brüdern
Und Brüder wurden zu V-Männern
Die beste Gang, in der ich jemals war
Me, myself und meine DNA
Wir sind Public Enemy
Ihr Police Academy
Kann nicht tanzen, meine Schultern sind zu breit
Du willst mich batteln und frisst dann den Bürgersteig
Wir kam'n von unten mit Gangsta-Rap
Und sind im Endeffekt drei Gs wie das Handynetz
Man wir lieben und wir hassen uns beides viel zu intensiv
Ich schrei' dich an, obwohl ich weiß, das hast du nicht verdient
Wenn du Fame hast, sind die Leute freundlich
Und wenn du Geld hast, werden alle Leute käuflich
Du fällst auf sie rein, wenn du zu verträumt bist
Ich guck' in deine Augen und ich seh', ob du ein Freund bist
Für Geld hab' ich schon Grenzen übertreten
Es tut mir wirklich leid, Mama, kannst du mir vergeben?
Viel zu jung für dieses Leben
102 ist 'ne Familie, sowas kannst du nicht versteh'n